Monday is the most boring.

Early in the morning, bus stations and subway stations were crowded with people, queuing up and looking down at their mobile phones, yawning from time to time.

During the morning rush hour, the temperature seemed to rise by two degrees.

Yuan Jia took Yuan Hui from home and walked slowly to school.

Along the way, Huihui was very quiet and didn't speak.

Yuan Jia was curious and looked down, only to find that little Luoli was walking and sleeping.

With his head lowered and his eyes closed, he held his brother's hand in a daze and relied on body memory to follow the grid.

Yuanjia was speechless and asked: "Huihui, what are you doing?"

"Hmm...?"

"I asked you what you are doing."

"I'm sleeping...walking."

Yuan Hui opened her eyes and looked at the environment. She was still some distance away from the school, then she closed her eyes again.

"Don't you even have to look at me when you're walking?"

"The teacher said that there is a path for blind people on the roadside, so I don't have to open my eyes."

Yuan Jia took a look and saw that Yuan Hui had really followed the blind path.

So he took her out, and little Luoli had no choice but to open her eyes.

The bad brother always walked her to places where the sun was shining. Yuanhui was exposed to the sun for a while, and she gradually became energetic like a power bank.

"You're not allowed to doze off in class, you know?"

"Ji Dao..."

Yuan Jia slung her schoolbag over Yuan Hui's body, and she ran into the school with her small schoolbag on her back. Then she patted the shoulder of the classmate in front of her, and the two children walked to the classroom talking and laughing.

…

Come to the consultation room.

Yuan Jia cleaned up as usual, washed her hands, made a pot of tea and put it on her desk before starting today's work.

When there are no visitors, he spends most of his time reading.

These days, I mainly read books bought from the system mall, which are related to psychology and cannot be found on the market.

Yuan Jia logged into the official website of Acta Psychologica Sinica and checked the progress of the last paper submission based on the returned manuscript number. It was still in the preliminary review stage.

During the live broadcast two days ago, he chatted with the audience about depression. After the live broadcast ended that night, many fans sent him private messages.

It's just that most people still don't distinguish the difference between depression and depression, and Yuan Jia patiently gave her own suggestions.

Among them, there was a girl with severe depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder who had a deep conversation with him. She was in the stage of long-term medication control. She heard that Teacher Wen Yuan could use hypnotherapy, so she contacted him. She happened to also work in Southern Jiangsu, and the two joined forces.

WeChat and conducted preliminary communication in the past two days.

The girl is very talkative and has had a lot of consulting experience.

The girl's name is Jiang Shiyun, but her life is not as beautiful as her name.

She feels like a broken machine, unable to feel other emotions. Her vitality is also very tenacious. Even in this situation, she is still looking for opportunities to be 'fixed'.

Jiang Shiyun: "Everything is fine, only I am not."

This is how she sees herself.

In order to get a chance to save her life, she went to her first treatment in high school without telling her mother. She saved money for a long time and searched for a 'famous teacher' on a search engine. She didn't know what he looked like or what he was good at.

What, but with the slightest hope of being 'fixed', she contacted the other party for treatment.

Yuanjia: "How did it feel for the first consultation?"

Jiang Shiyun: "What the hell is this..."

Jiang Shiyun: "Wearing a white coat, folding my arms, chanting words memorized from the book, my movements and expressions were full of disgust. At that time, the only feeling I had was that I was hopeless."

Jiang Shiyun: "Later, I also purchased psychological counseling services on Taobao."

Jiang Shiyun: "That was almost the worst experience. They didn't understand me at all. They said irrelevant things and even yelled at me."

Yuanjia: "Have you ever thought about giving up?"

Jiang Shiyun: "I have thought about it. I feel like a patient without a heartbeat. I have to put my hand into my chest every day, pinch my heart, and force it to beat, so that I can live. It's really tiring.

."

She told Yuan Jia about her past intermittently, which was very long-winded, confusing and heavy.

She didn't expect Yuan Jia to reply to her, so she just kept talking to herself.

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

The Internet provides a very good hidden environment. You don’t know me and I don’t know you, so you won’t have any expectations for each other.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. Being able to avoid being noisy is the greatest kindness.

But Jiang Shiyun didn't expect that Yuan Jia had been listening. He didn't reply much, but he really listened.

Jiang Shiyun: "Teacher Yuan, I'm sorry. In fact, I don't want to receive your treatment. I just want to find someone to take out the trash. I know that others can't help people like me."

Jiang Shiyun: "Teacher Yuan, thank you for listening to me for so long. I am too ugly and unbearable. I know that no one can consistently treat this person who is addicted to pain, including my mother."

Jiang Shiyun: "You are a very good person. I like to watch your live broadcast. I also know many consultants. The most disgusting ones are patients like me. It doesn't matter. Can you listen to me after all the nonsense? How do I feel?

It’s gotten a lot better.”

Jiang Shiyun: "If you think I'm inappropriate and don't know how to deal with me, there's no need to reply to me anymore. It really doesn't matter."

Jiang Shiyun: "I'm sorry."

The night before last, after she said this, she turned off her phone until she woke up the next day and saw Yuan Jia's message.

"I'd love to get to know you."

This was his reply last night, and he even said: "I'm looking forward to meeting you."

Jiang Shiyun made an appointment with him to meet at two o'clock on Monday afternoon.

…

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly outside the office, and a pretty girl came downstairs.

She seemed to hesitate for a long time, standing in the sun without moving.

The white coat looks very bright under the light, and the hair is tied into a ponytail. The ends of the hair are very straight and a little dry. It is not a black and bright color. Under the refraction of the sun, there is a circle of dark red light.

Jiang Shiyun took a few deep breaths. This was not the first time she had seen a psychological counselor.

But this time it was like the first time. She had renewed hope that the other party might be able to help her.

At this moment, a lot of things were floating in my mind, including the scenes of every meeting with the counselor in the past, the past experiences, the emotions in the middle of the night...

There seemed to be many pedestrians around, but there seemed to be no one at all, as if the soul could not find a place to rest.

All her life, she was like a lonely traveler who fell on a cliff.

No one noticed her at the bottom of the cliff. She just lay there in a daze, closing her eyes for so long that she almost forgot to wake up.

She clenched her fists, opened her eyes, and walked upstairs.
Chapter completed!